Four years ago, Yi Shiying held a love letter and happily ran downstairs to the male dormitory of the university to confess her love. However, she saw Zhan Junzhu holding the hand of another girl and saying to her, "Yi Shiying, stop dreaming, I already have someone in my heart."
Holding the love letter tightly in her hand, like her youth being shattered, Yi Shiying asked in a trembling voice, "What about me?"
"It's just a classmate. You think too much."
Four years later, Zhan Junzhu was already at the top of the domestic entertainment industry, with the spotlight chasing him and good resources available, while Yi Shiying became a slightly famous photographer.
Her lens is calm and restrained, she never lies, she only shoots the people and beautiful things she wants to shoot.
When they reunited in the studio, Yi Shiying was business-like and looked at him levelly through the camera; "Mr. Zhan, the photo just now is invalid. The look in his eyes was too fake. What we want to shoot are people, not products."
In the shutter, he saw that her ring finger was empty, but she felt calm and just regarded him as an ordinary subject.
When selecting photos, the mouse in his hand smoothly decided whether to keep each photo. The previous calm was on the verge of breaking out. Zhan Junzhu insisted on his own ideas; "I am the owner of the photo. I think this one is not good, so I will delete it."
"What are you afraid of? This is the real you."
The stalemate over a photo reached a point of tense tension and ended with Yi Shiying closing her computer and leaving without giving Zhan Junzhu a chance to express her opinion.
Zhan Junzhu looked at her back and told her agent, "I'm not satisfied with today's photos. Contact the photographer to take another photo."
Intention: Four years ago, you rejected me thousands of miles away. Four years later, I used my camera to freeze you as unfinished to be continued.